When people tell me they’re bored, I really don’t get it. I’m never bored. And although I don’t know that’s a good thing or a bad thing {??}, sometimes I wish I were bored.

Even when Saturday/Sunday is uneventful, there’s still a hundred things to keep me occupied. Examples: I’ll return e-mails, read, catch up on TiVo, walk the most gorgeous girl in the world ( my dog ), take a bubble bath, maybe wash my hair ( because who has any time to wash their hair, anyway? ), organize the closet, &/or cook. And heyyyy, Pilates always keeps me entertained.